The following entries (from beginning runner to half marathon finisher) represents a continuing journey of tremendous grief and sorrow, and of transformation - largely through the therapeutic power of running. The sorrow that has broken my heart open wide has in time allowed me to experience the beauty of being in the present moment. And of course, without the support of family and friends to guide me, I would not have made it this far.

If you have lost someone in your life, I offer these words and verse (some Kristy's, some mine and others) with the hope it may touch your heart and help you heal.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009


Another cold morning and you sit on my throat
you see my breath as I hide in my coat
Last night's dreams are like lint in my pocket
Soft and ghostly as the image in my locket

Dreary days gray and blue slip between sighs
soon another birthday comes and another milestone dies
In my dream you smiled your love as wide as the sky
I sheltered you in my arms while asking you, "Why?"

In your eyes, in your eyes, the sweetness of youth
tempered only by cries of persistence and truth
Though today I am cold in my pocket I find
love conquering death in my heart and my mind


  1. Poignant. I can see where Kristy got her creative talent. When is Kristy's birthday?

  2. Kristy's birthday is the 19th of this month...tomorrow.

  3. it helps to read this well-crafted poem. Thanks.

  4. Yes, it is tomorrow. I will be writing her a card and pouring out my heart to her. It will go in a box with all her cards. The ones she kept, the ones I kept, and the ones I will write to her each year her birthday rolls around. Hard to believe we have missed two birthdays. Love to all, Karen